Chapter One — A Broken Home

I grew up poor. Broken home. My mom raised me and my brother by herself.

There was no money. No safety net. My dad was a street guy. Back then he was on drugs, and he wasn't around much. My mom was a waitress. Nobody in our house knew anything about money or success, so nobody could teach us.

I was an angry kid. That's the truth of it. Angry at how we lived. Angry that my dad wasn't there.

I grew up in poverty with a single mother raising two young boys. My childhood was extremely difficult.

I learned everything the hard way. That's how this whole story goes.

There's no head start in this story. That's the point of telling it.